"Then what are you doing out there?"

"uncertain."

There is no one else in this conversation, and I feel tired, so I simply stopped talking.

Murong Jue looked at me and said, "You saw that old man last night, what did the old man say?"

I told Murong Jue what happened, and Murong Jue said: "Everyone is greedy for their own body."

"What about you? Do you have a body? Are you not greedy?"

"The king's body has long since disappeared."

"Gone?"

I looked surprised: "Could it be that you were cremated too?"

"In my king's time, there was no such thing as cremation."

"That's right, where did your body go? Could it be stolen? It's not right, didn't you say that this bone is yours? If your body was stolen, how could there be this bone?" of?"

"..." Murong Jue didn't answer me, but I always felt that there was something I didn't know. What did he say about losing his body?

Could it be that all he has left is his soul?

"Okay, don't ask anymore, when Yue'er knows, Yue'er will naturally know."

I just don't want to talk about it, and I don't bother to ask. Since people don't want to talk to me, why do I ask him so much?

Seeing that I was silent, Murong Jue paused, looked at me and asked, "What is Yue'er thinking?"

"It's nothing."

He didn't want to talk, and I didn't want to listen, there was nothing to think about.

I walked past Murong Jue, and I felt that I was either angry or a normal reaction.

Murong Jue called me from behind: "Yue'er."

I didn't stop and continued to walk forward, Murong Jue stopped calling me. I walked a few steps and stopped, feeling something was wrong, turned around and saw Murong Jue was looking at me.

"Why don't you leave?"

"It's nothing."

Murongjue was imitating me, so I immediately gave him a blank look.

Why should a big man be so immeasurable.

But after walking over, Murong Jue said: "I can't explain what happened to this king myself, I will talk to you after I think about it clearly."

After talking about Murong Jue and pulling me away, I was suddenly curious about how Murong Jue died, so I followed Murong Jue to ask, but unfortunately he didn't know.

"Why don't you even know how you died?" I asked strangely.

"Ghosts are not like people. They can still remember the events of their lives after a night of sleep. Ghosts are blank for a period of time after death. Of course, those who become ghosts immediately know who they are, but some don't, especially those Been asleep for many years.

The king was in the water when he woke up for the first time, and he didn't know exactly how he died, only one name. "

"What do you mean?"

"When this king woke up, he was wearing a waist card with the word Murong Jue written on it, and nothing else."

"You are your body?"

"Yes."

"Then how did it get lost?"

"My king disappeared while practicing."

"..."

And this matter, the corpse can disappear, what else is impossible?

On the way, Murong Jue and I talked a lot, but he always cherished his words like gold. He didn't say much himself, and I asked him a lot. If he asked a lot, I felt that I was a bit long-winded, so I stopped talking.

But at this time, I have already walked outside the alley, and I stood outside the alley and said to Murong Jue: "Actually, I really want to come here during the day, but if you don't come out during the day, I worry that I can't handle it alone. When will you come?" Come out during the day?"

"This king also thinks, if he can find his body, maybe he can."

"What about other times? There is no other way?"

"Ghost possession is not something that ghosts like this king can do. This king despises their bodies."

"..."

There is no one anymore, and I still despise others while possessing myself.

"It seems that a lot of things have gathered in this alley and want to enter the wall. This king will take you to have a look."

As Murongjue said, he led me into the alley, but at the same time he walked in, I could already feel that the alley was much colder than when I came last night, and I could faintly feel the cool breeze coming. Blowing the inside of the neck makes people feel cold.

It is rare for me to be so scared, so I hurriedly called: "Brother Seven."

Murong Jue protected me in his arms: "Your evil eye is the evil eye king, you don't need to be afraid if you have his body protection, this king will protect you too, don't be afraid!"

Even though Murong Jue didn't want me to be afraid, he still held me in his arms. As he passed by, he could feel a strong chill from his body dispelling some things around him that wanted to get close. Before we knew it, we came to that block. Under the wall, looking towards that weird wall.

☆、Chapter 1 Twelve I am warm too

When I came here before, I didn’t notice at all that there was a crack on the top of the wall. At this moment, I suddenly remembered something. The old man told me before that he wanted to tell me something, but now how can I give it to him? forgotten?

"The old man told me that he had something to tell me. He wanted to tell me the location of No. 51, but I forgot."

"If you forget, forget it. Since you're here, let's look at this wall."

Murong Jue's voice was calm and quiet, as if he didn't care about the wall at all, and I also felt that he didn't care when he came in, so there was really nothing to worry about at this moment.

But it was strange that there was a crack in the wall, so I said, "I didn't see a crack when I came."

Feeling vaguely that something was wrong, Murong Jue said, "Let's push down the wall to see."

"Are you going to push?"

Before I finished speaking, Murong Jue knocked down the opposite wall, and it turned out that there was a cemetery inside the wall.

I was stunned, why is there only a wall between the place where people live and the place where ghosts live?No wonder I pasted the talisman papers before, and the talisman papers were all black. There are so many tombs, how much Yin Qi there must be.

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